FADE IN
INT. DEPARTMENT STORE - DAY
A Burberry-check-baseball-cap-wearing-tattooed-skinhead-chav brings a load of items up to the cashier and puts a credit card on the counter saying.
CHAV
Put it all on that yeah darling!
CASHIER
(picking up the card)
OK sir but you'll have to.......
She then trails off what she is saying once noticing something on the card and calls her manager over, whispers something in his ear and shows him the card.
MANAGER
Is this your card sir?
CHAV
(ranting)
Oh I see, that’s lovely innit? Just 'cos I ain't everyone's ideal of what respectability looks like I must be some kinda villain with a stolen card and out to rob ya! What is it that gave me away, the hair maybe (takes off cap), no it's the tatts innit it or maybe the earring?
MANAGER
Well sir.....
CHAV
(interrupting)
You do know anyone can get a credit card nowadays dontcha pal and my money's just as good as anyone's wearing a suit and with a double-barrelled name....
He says pulling at the manager's name badge.
The rant continues so the manager backs off saying to the cashier.
MANAGER
OK Sandra, please carry on serving the gentleman
So the cashier rings everything up while chavman huffs and puffs until she tells him the full amount, before putting his card into the chip and pin machine and sheepishly asks.
CASHIER
Can you please pin in your number for me Dr Patel?
A pregnant pause showing chavman looking a bit fooked and then legging it out of the store a bit shaprish!
FADE OUT